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Wednesday, 13 April 2016
Tuesday, 12 April 2016
I made a booboo - book review
Every
parent wants the best for her child. The moment she realizes she is
expecting, she buys all those books on parenting. She googles
information about child raising. There are many companies which
cleverly trap her to buy those books, CDs, pregnancy clothes and baby
care products. Having bought all these (un)wanted items, she is ready
to become a mother. The child comes into this world and turns all
those theories in the books and online expert blogs upside down. All
those books and CD’s lie in the garbage, for they are of no help.
Now she is left alone. The result - I made a booboo by
Shivangi Sharma. The tagline of the book says it all ‘A mom who had
parenting all sorted ….until she had a baby.’
This
book is about parenting and it is not about parenting. The author
writes her personal experience of raising a child. At the same time
she doesn’t offer any tips for you. She is aware of the tremendous
pressure created on the would be parents by the parenting literature.
So she consciously refrains from imparting any gyan. She just exposes
everything about raising her child, including that antiseptic cream
on her son’s bum, which refused to go.
If
you ever had a chance to observe a child from close quarters, you
will agree with the following lines from the book. ‘For an adult
the process (of sleeping) is very simple – feel sleepy, rub eyes,
yawn, hit the bed, snore. For my son it went like- feel sleepy, rub
eyes, yawn, hear the door bell, get excited, ask to be taken to the
door, observe and form another connection in his tiny brain, forget
about sleeping, start playing, feel sleepy again, rub eyes, get
tired, know now what to do now, cry, resist everything. Finally when
at the tether’s end of weariness, he would settle in our arms and
ask in his own way to help him got to sleep.’ She says whoever
coined the phrase sleep like a baby never had his own baby.
While
documenting her journey of motherhood, she is humorous. Her writing
is simple, hilarious and easy to relate. The honesty in her writing
is palpable. She candidly admits that child raising became another
reason for her fights with her husband. No wonders this book which
is humorous, sarcastic and philosophical in the last chapter, strikes
a chord with its readers. If you are expecting a child or already
have one or planning to have one (more) in near future, this book is
highly recommended.
Monday, 4 April 2016
Parenting in the Age of Mc Donald's - Book Review
Child obesity has become a
cause of concern not only in western countries but also in India.
According to the author obesity has more than doubled in children and
quadrupled in adolescents in the past thirty years. An estimated
50-70 percent of obese children will turn into obese adults. No
wonders even the Indian parent is facing the dilemma as to what to
give to his child to eat. During such troubling times comes the book
Parenting in the age of Mc Donald’s by Tanuja Sodhi. The author
herself was once the mother of an obese kid, who has now turned into a
fit teenager. An entire chapter Fat boy slim, Mission Possible is
devoted to her experience of raising an obese child. While coping
with the obesity of her own child, she became a nutritionist. Now her
writing is backed by experiences of many of her clients.
The book imparts knowledge
about the essential nutrients and their sources. In the chapter the
dreaded trinity Sugar-Salt-Fat, she tells us that these three
elements are required for the body and they shouldn’t be completely
eliminated from the plate. There are special chapters for diet during examination
and what your child should eat if he/she is an athlete. What I liked
about the book is that she doesn’t say that you should keep your
child completely away from fast-food. Once in a while it is okay is
what she says. Also while writing a book about food, the writer
doesn’t forget water and exercise, and devotes one chapter each to
them. This book is not only about fat children. There is a chapter
for you if your child is all skin and bones. The book underlines the
fact that children learn by observing. So you will have to switch to
a healthy lifestyle before you inculcate good eating habits in your
children.
The writing is simple and easy
to relate. You can pick any chapter and read. There is no need to
read the chapters in sequence. The book contains recipes to some mouth
watering yet healthy snacks, plucked from various internet resources,
duly acknowledged. The book also busts myths relating to food.
This simple book may solve many
of your dilemmas, offer solutions and even make you creative while
cooking for your child. Moreover the book underlines the fact that
children learn by observing.
Saturday, 2 April 2016
Awaken Your Third Eye
Awaken your third eye is a book
by Susan Shumsky which promises access to your sixth sense for
knowledge, intuition and illumination. In the first part of the book
Discovering the third eye, the author discusses references to the
third eye in various cultures. He also tells us about the medical
discoveries about the third eye particularly the Melatonin.
In the second part the author
speaks about the subtle body, third eye chakra and overcoming the
psychic blocks. The third part is about developing super senses and
siddhis. The fourth part titled opening of the third eye is about
affirmations and meditations. In the last part the experiences of
third eye are recorded.
I liked the idea of
calcification of the third eye, though I doubt if there is any
scientific evidence in support. I liked the chakra system explained
in the book. Third eye as pineal gland was interesting too.
But the
writing is distorted and confusing. The frequent references to other
books by the author are irritating. (For more information read my so and so book) The title of the book looked
promising, but the book failed to deliver. The experiences at the end
relate to negative incidents as well. Reading them saddened me.
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